When the men fall to the ground Their rebel parts begin to pound The
brothers of the ancient clan Servants of sacred land At dusk they will
raise their swords To honour the fallen ones They will drink around the
fire In the forest of immortality Their freedom has been taken
away But they will never ever obey The king of many lies Is the devil
in disguise At dusk they will raise their swords To honour the fallen
ones They will drink around the fire In the forest of immortality When
heroes fall Their fight won't be lost forever When heroes fall Their
spirits will live on and on When heroes fall It's the rise chosen
one When heroes fall The wind will blow When you hear the holy
call Sorrow will strike the king He will die before the spring His
castle will be burned Death is what he has earned When they return from
the field All their wounds will be healed Revenge has been
fulfilled Battalions of evil they have killed
When heroes
fall Their fight won't be lost forever When heroes fall Their spirits
will live on and on When heroes fall It's the rise chosen one When
heroes fall The wind will blow When you hear the holy call